Nia & Knight
Let me start first by saying this... I am done with dating. I'm tossing my hat out the window, take away my dance card. This shit is for the birds!
How many time had I heard those words slip through my lips and not even I believed them my damn self? Why didn't I believe my own proclamation? I'm one of those people who wants love. I want to be loved and to be loving all up on someone. I want romance and comfort. Fancy nights out and lounging on the couch, I want all of that. The problem is that I have a hideous track record when it comes to dating. I keep attempting to do better, be more selective, Think Like A Man, but none of that has worked for me thus far.
Here I am nearing 30 and still single. All of my friends, well most of them, are either in steady relationships or heading down the aisle. I can't tell you how many wedding invitations I have gotten in just the last few months alone. It's ridiculous! It's like they are all tossing their happy little lives in my face and then asking me to fork over upwards of $200 on a damn dress and gift. The nerve! But dammit if that isn't exactly what I want to be doing to their asses.
I'm just tired of the struggle. They say that there are so many fish in the sea but most of them are not worth the time it takes to bait the hook. Okay so yeah I'm going to do a bit of complaining along the way. I'll tell of some of the crappy dating scenarios I've been in and oh... you are going to laugh. This story however isn't about all that. This story is about how I met the one. My name is Nia and dammit if I didn't find my Knight!